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Dec 2019
You and I, we've grown together.
Like saplings planted next to one another.
Our roots, they've tangled, slowly intertwined,
Our branches often mangled, when views misaligned.
But in the end, we're two, together.
Birth and blood, brother and sister.

Yet there comes a time, where we become uprooted.
For ways we chose and thought were better suited.
Then one day you're here, the next you're gone.
Nothing more but memories to call upon.

I miss your voice, your smile, your laughter.
I dream of you, the shadows I chase after
I'm riddled in fear, wake up in a sweat
What if in time, it's you I forget?

Take me back to when we were young,
When songs and rhymes together we sung.
But memories drag me down below,
If you were alive, would you let me go?
I miss you
Written by
JKim  30/M/US
(30/M/US)   
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     Imran Islam and DivineDao
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